Good For Me (Music & Lyrics by Bill Carrasco) I entered a world of plenty I gave it my fill now I’m empty Something’s wrong Something’s gone It’s nothing at all Nothing I didn’t want I might not mind the friendship I know that’s it’s good for me It’s got to be good for me It’s got to be good for me Sunset so good French toast and wood I can do so much better Fish in the desert I tried it all on It didn’t fit Can’t do it no more This is it Got to make up my mind Make up my mind again Get it through my head Don’t be shy As long as I’m not dead I don’t mind Llamas in a daze Veins of a grape Fill my hand with cursive letters Carry all the way

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